Sometimes I think about how there’s probably not life at this scale for very many light years in every direction.
I’m not actually superstitious, but if I wrote a fantasy about this idea, it would be that The Garden of Eden was prophetic rather than historical or legendary/mythological. I really hope we don’t get kicked out of Earth for eating all it’s fruit and cast into a galaxy of relative hardship (or worse).
Anyway, I’m going to go touch some grass, pet a dog, and feel gratitude for the experience.
Proxima Centauri is only a handful of lightyears away, and it has planets in inhabitable zones.
Doesn’t mean there is life there, but it’s promising. A space probe sent there, once it arrives, could still fathomably send signals back to earth that could be conceivably used by human researchers.
Of course, if fusion-based acceleration becomes feasible in the next few decades, it would arrive long before any probe we try sending now. So there’s the trade-off…
Sometimes I think about how there’s probably not life at this scale for very many light years in every direction.
I’m not actually superstitious, but if I wrote a fantasy about this idea, it would be that The Garden of Eden was prophetic rather than historical or legendary/mythological. I really hope we don’t get kicked out of Earth for eating all it’s fruit and cast into a galaxy of relative hardship (or worse).
Anyway, I’m going to go touch some grass, pet a dog, and feel gratitude for the experience.
Proxima Centauri is only a handful of lightyears away, and it has planets in inhabitable zones.
Doesn’t mean there is life there, but it’s promising. A space probe sent there, once it arrives, could still fathomably send signals back to earth that could be conceivably used by human researchers.
Of course, if fusion-based acceleration becomes feasible in the next few decades, it would arrive long before any probe we try sending now. So there’s the trade-off…